Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guinea-Bissau and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cameo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Brick. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lungfish,
LL Cool J,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eddi Front,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Scott Walker,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Prunes,
Deepchord,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
Eric Dolphy,
the Germs,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
The Wake,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jacob Miller,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rosa Yemen,
Quando Quango,
Procol Harum,
the Association,
Television,
Skaos,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deakin,
The Leaves,
Harmonia,
Connie Case,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vainqueur,
David Axelrod,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Siglo XX,
Second Layer,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Model 500,
Bronski Beat,
Gang of Four,
Anakelly,
E-Dancer,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
Big Daddy Kane,
Terry Callier,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.